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[watcherwesley]

I come forward a little, into the moonlight. He did hear me. Stealth is not my forte, must work on not being so clumsy. Father says its a sign of a weak man, must not be weak. "Hello." I stammer, extending a long, pale hand to him. "I'm a fellow student, Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. I am head boy for Hufflepuff. I wanted to meet you, I've heard a

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[rebelwoutapulse]

((OOC: you can just respond to this comment with a comment, like the threads before have gone, so we only need one post when characters are interacting))

I eye him and my gaze flicks down to his hand, I've got no intention of shaking hands with this kid. My stance confirms this, leaning back slightly and pushing my chest forward. My build is naturally pretty thin, but I fill in nice for a kid my size, mostly out of neccesity.

"Shouldn't you be all tucked away up in your room, head boy?"

I cock my head a little at him.

"my kind, eh? What is it that you've heard?"

[watcherwesley]

(sorry for posting wrong, new to rp'ing, forgive me for being a prat!)

I hold my hand out a minute longer. How rude, he's not going to shake. Ill bred. I lower my hand and wipe my damp palm against my cotton pajamas. I pull myself up, trying to regain some dignity and go into my best schoolboy-reciting-voice, "Yes, well, you are a vampire, correct? My family has a long history with vampires. I know that you need to drink blood to survive, you are at least partly demon in lineage, you are sensitive to daylight, you fear christian symbols, and your visage changes when the bloodlust is upon you." I pause to see if he is impressed by my knowledge.

[rebelwoutapulse]

((OOC: no problem))

I see him withdraw his hand and can't help but smirk a little. ponce. That's just the sort around here, prancing lightwieghts with to much brains for thier own good.

Still, can't help but screw with his head a little, concentrating for a second, and bingo, vamp out. I grin.

"well, that was impressive..."

[watcherwesley]

I shriek and recoil. Damn it, I chide myself, he's never going to talk to me if he thinks I'm a complete ponce. I push my spectacles up further on my nose, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. It's chilly out here and I shiver in my thin pajamas. I realize that even if I screamed, no one would be in time to rescue me. Or I would be caught breaking numerous rules and my father would be telephoned. Disgrace and punishment must be avoided. My palms are sweating again and I take an involuntary step back from the vampire, "Please don't hurt me." I stammer, in a voice much higher than makes me feel comfortable. "I thought maybe we could be...friends?" I hear the begging in my voice and I feel ashamed. Will he think that I sound lonely and pathetic?

[freak_ofnature]

I can't help but smirk at that.

"oh, Spike needs help with his homework? poor Spike..."

It's not that I don't like the kid, just for some reason I feel the compulsion to pick on him, alot.

[rebelwoutapulse]

I immedeatley jump to my own defense, narrowing my eyes at the girl.

"I do not! I just don't give a damn, is all!"

I am not bloody stupid, and I haven't a clue why, but I really want her to know it.

[freak_ofnature]

I smile, just delighted that I've got him all worked up.

"likely excuse."

I flash him a rare look before turning to Wesley again.

"I've got a training room on the campus, near the teacher's area. We can practice there without interruption."

[rebelwoutapulse]

I'm about to say something mean spirited, not even sure what at this point, but something real nasty, when I see her look at me and it stops me in my tracks.

what the hell is wrong with this crazy bitch?! At this point, I'm just completely confused.

((tag, Wesley))